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I was hit on by a black guy yesterday afternoon. Good god. Do not want.
Apart from that, I just one thing to say: I'm going to kill my friends. ^_^
Woke up at 7, off to school for workstuff (missed two buses; don't ask), there by 10:30-or-so. Leave just at 2 to catch 3pm ferry. Chun is hour late, I wait/hang with Ramses in the mean time. Reach city by 4:30. Ramses needs bathroom, Chun and I wait by restrooms, hit on by creepy black guy (once again, use the name Camille and create cover story: heck yes, I have a boyfriend, and he is a damn lucky man to have me; Chris Rock's remarks on black men and big women begin to scare me with their accuracy, because he did mention loving gals like I). RUN AWAY with poise and dignity.
March to Union Square by train, Ramses and Chun run to bank, I wait in B&N, on the fourth floor, with my bag, my umbrella, and CHun's back. Unfun, but suitable. Rush to fourth floor to stare at books I cannot has (most recent three Torchwood books my preorder failed to secure, hidden among the throng, and not where the map said they were. Basatards).
Meet Andrew, Chun and Ramses return, march to Cozi's, where we are forced to spend money because we SIT DOWN INSIDE. To hells with Chun and Ramses for not communicating in the throes of deciding WHAT TO DO.
Find Jackie, meet up with people, go to Malay restaurant, eat well (YUM!), leave...kill time. Again. I don't even remember what we do between eating and...oh, McDonald's. Where we four are our usual grotesque selves (much gay and racist jokes, in public. I am ashamed).
SIDE NOTE: apparently, Chun ran a SIMS game where I basically turned into a multi-billion dollar realator/laywer who bankrupted everyone in the community, bought Ramses' job twice and fired him, bought Lee's replica of the Mona Lisa and SHOT IT UP in front of her, made everyone miserable except two people (one being Henry, who lived with me), with a lesbian lover (someone I don't know) who /I/ was convinced was only with me because SIMS!me was accident prone, and if I die, she'd probably get my possessions....yeah. EVERYONE hated me. :D
So after MCDonald's, we go to find a club. We find the club, figure it's a dive, and leave twenty minutes later. We go to play Billiards for two hours, try to find another bar, find a crapshoot with decent cheese fries, part ways with everyone and then it's just me, Chun, and Andrew in Starbucks, trying to sleep and failing, and wind up playing Mario party until our batteries fail (mine go first).
...I didn't get home until 8am.
Oh, did I mention how the R-train, on the way to the ferry, wasn't stopping at Whitehall on the south-bound track, but WAS on the way from Brooklyn? I HAD TO CROSS INTO BROOKLYN. AGAIN.
At least this time, I didn't have my blood-vessels burst like last time.
But I would up from 34 bucks to 20 in my metrocard.
...Die, my friends, die. I hate you and you're too expensive for me. You ARE. I love you so much, but DIE.
Apart from that, I just one thing to say: I'm going to kill my friends. ^_^
Woke up at 7, off to school for workstuff (missed two buses; don't ask), there by 10:30-or-so. Leave just at 2 to catch 3pm ferry. Chun is hour late, I wait/hang with Ramses in the mean time. Reach city by 4:30. Ramses needs bathroom, Chun and I wait by restrooms, hit on by creepy black guy (once again, use the name Camille and create cover story: heck yes, I have a boyfriend, and he is a damn lucky man to have me; Chris Rock's remarks on black men and big women begin to scare me with their accuracy, because he did mention loving gals like I). RUN AWAY with poise and dignity.
March to Union Square by train, Ramses and Chun run to bank, I wait in B&N, on the fourth floor, with my bag, my umbrella, and CHun's back. Unfun, but suitable. Rush to fourth floor to stare at books I cannot has (most recent three Torchwood books my preorder failed to secure, hidden among the throng, and not where the map said they were. Basatards).
Meet Andrew, Chun and Ramses return, march to Cozi's, where we are forced to spend money because we SIT DOWN INSIDE. To hells with Chun and Ramses for not communicating in the throes of deciding WHAT TO DO.
Find Jackie, meet up with people, go to Malay restaurant, eat well (YUM!), leave...kill time. Again. I don't even remember what we do between eating and...oh, McDonald's. Where we four are our usual grotesque selves (much gay and racist jokes, in public. I am ashamed).
SIDE NOTE: apparently, Chun ran a SIMS game where I basically turned into a multi-billion dollar realator/laywer who bankrupted everyone in the community, bought Ramses' job twice and fired him, bought Lee's replica of the Mona Lisa and SHOT IT UP in front of her, made everyone miserable except two people (one being Henry, who lived with me), with a lesbian lover (someone I don't know) who /I/ was convinced was only with me because SIMS!me was accident prone, and if I die, she'd probably get my possessions....yeah. EVERYONE hated me. :D
So after MCDonald's, we go to find a club. We find the club, figure it's a dive, and leave twenty minutes later. We go to play Billiards for two hours, try to find another bar, find a crapshoot with decent cheese fries, part ways with everyone and then it's just me, Chun, and Andrew in Starbucks, trying to sleep and failing, and wind up playing Mario party until our batteries fail (mine go first).
...I didn't get home until 8am.
Oh, did I mention how the R-train, on the way to the ferry, wasn't stopping at Whitehall on the south-bound track, but WAS on the way from Brooklyn? I HAD TO CROSS INTO BROOKLYN. AGAIN.
At least this time, I didn't have my blood-vessels burst like last time.
But I would up from 34 bucks to 20 in my metrocard.
...Die, my friends, die. I hate you and you're too expensive for me. You ARE. I love you so much, but DIE.